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Songtexte: Number One Gun. Regrets Of Photographs.

To all the ones who wait
It's not too late, this is your time
Regrets of photographs you took inside
That kill your mind

With all that crazy talk
About what's wrong, about what's right
This is your only chance to get you through
Get you through tonight

You are the same as I imagined
You are the one who passes by
And takes away my pain

You are the same as I imagined
This is the beauty of my dreams
Exactly what it seems to be
You never turn away
You always comfort me

We're so concerned about the way we think
We're always stuck on stupid things
We're never wrong, but we're never right
It doesn't matter what we say tonight

It's time to face it, communicate it
And now the time has come to celebrate it
You're finding out that this is real
You can have it, you can have it

You are the same as I imagined
You are the one who passes by
And takes away my pain

You are the same as I imagined
This is the beauty of my dreams
Exactly what it seems to be
You never turn away
You always comfort me

This is the beauty of my dreams
Exactly what it seems to be
You never ever turn away
You always here to comfort me
This is your time, this is your time
This is your time, this is your time

You are the same as I imagined
You are the one who passes by
And takes away my pain

You are the same as I imagined
This is the beauty of my dreams
Exactly what it seems to be
You never turn away
You always comfort me

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